Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf

From being merely a member of an exploration troop, he vaulted into a position as a commander within one of the Tenth Faction of the Wolf Pack.

The once insufferably arrogant Rat King and the all-consuming Rat Tide had long since dissipated into nothingness,

becoming a chapter of unrecorded history buried beneath the ice and snow of the Arctic Tundra.

Therefore, he couldn't help but feel nostalgic about the shifts in friends and settings.

Following that,

after the troops' brief rest, Sander issued orders to his temporarily assembled followers to start contacting various level officers using communication devices to stabilize morale.

He also dispatched several reconnaissance forces from the troops to keep watch.

But a preoccupied Sander, who wasn't worried after lowering his guard, was unaware that during the time the troops took a temporary rest to shelter from the blizzard,

the Purple Lynx, like a ghost in the night, was still quietly following them through the storm.

The Purple Lynx's fur, tinted with the color of the night, was stippled with flecks of ice and snow as it walked slowly through the blizzard.

Its small body emitted no trace of its presence.

Only in those deep purple Wolf Eyes, as it watched the humans pause and start to rest in the lee of the wind, did a faint purple glint flash and disappear.

The Purple Lynx, feeling the ferocity of the blizzard and the biting cold of the Arctic Forest, understood why this place had become a refuge for every species hunted by humans.

For here, all of the Human Race's Technology Weapons would be greatly hindered.

Amidst these furious blizzards, even the most sensitive hunting dogs of Variant Species could not smell beyond three miles.

So, this place was paradise to Mutated Creatures and certainly not for humans.

At the moment, the Purple Lynx, eyeing the humans who were sheltering from the blizzard, felt a bit of hunger and prepared to hunt a few humans as blood food to sate itself.

Indeed, it had not followed these humans to the Arctic simply to ensure a plentiful food supply.

With its strength, it could survive even in the most food-scarce regions.

It followed these humans merely to have them pave the way for it.

For it knew nothing of the Harsh Arctic.

Unlike its elder brother, though possessing unmatched strength and an ability to stir the winds and clouds with its murderous and fierce nature, it was also more prudent.

Faced with the unknown, it was accustomed to letting other species forge ahead.

Yet, after silently trekking for hundreds of miles, not a single creature worthy of its attention had crossed its path.

As it journeyed, its acute senses stretched out,

and the strongest creature it could detect was an aging Polar Bear, gasping for breath atop an ice sheet.

Merely an ordinary Polar Bear at that!

Was this the so-called mystical and harsh territory?

Was this the Arctic Tundra where many Mutated Creatures had fled?

A region so scarce in species and feeble, it left the Purple Lynx inexplicably deflated.

It even started to wonder where its elder brother could be.

And those Variant Species that had fled from the Siberia Plains, as well as the Invincible Fierce Tiger that once exerted pressure even on it, where were they now?

In such a species-deprived area, they should encounter nothing that could threaten their existence, right?

But why then, along the way, had it not sensed even a trace of their presence?

The Purple Lynx was puzzled, yet its mighty spiritual power allowed it to sense the thoughts of these Human Race troops.

These humans were filled with fear, confusion, and panic at the thought of death.

And they all repeatedly mentioned the White Wolf and the Wolf Pack.

Yet, not a single human mentioned its elder brother, nor did anyone speak of the Lynx Clan.

This made the Purple Lynx feel an inexplicable irritation and a sense of concern for its elder brother.

The emotions of beasts mostly stem from their sensitive instincts, so this restlessness was extremely uncomfortable for it.

It needed killing and bloodshed to calm its own emotions.

The purple lynx began to move, approaching the military troop from more than ten miles behind, doing so swiftly yet silently.

Even the most precise radar detection equipment equipped by Sander's troops failed to pick up the life fluctuations of the purple lynx.

It approached Sander's troop like a silent specter, a ghost without a trace.

Thoom!

A powerful wave of spiritual soul force directly immobilized the human troop beneath an ice barrier.

All the humans inside the specially made heavy armored vehicles and various military machines were, in that moment, subject to a dimensionally suppressing stagnation of their mental consciousness, freezing on the spot.

Even some warriors with astonishing willpower could barely retain a sliver of consciousness, yet they were utterly unable to make a sound or move a muscle.

They could only watch with wide eyes as a purple lynx about three meters in size stepped into their encampment as if entering a land devoid of people.

It began to deftly pierce through one heavy armored vehicle after another with its talons, extracting human hearts and brains for consumption.

It didn't eat any other flesh.

The purple lynx feasting under the dark night sky, apart from the faint cold gleam in its deep purple eyes, was almost entirely concealed within the darkness.

To the warriors who still retained some consciousness, this scene seemed like an Asura walked out from hell to the human world to feast on hearts and brains.

And as the purple lynx used the joy of killing and feeding to cover and dissipate the restlessness in its heart,

The powerful spiritual force also probed these humans for everything they knew, while holding them in a state of deterrence,

Wanting to thoroughly understand the situation in the Harsh Arctic once again, as well as the so-called White Wolf and the Wolf Pack, and also where exactly those variant species that had fled from Siberia, including its own elder brother, might be?

The purple lynx couldn't believe that the Arctic, so devoid and weak in species, could have any existence that could threaten its brother.

One must know that before the great changes of the world, its brother was already strong enough to make all species tremble!

With the body of a lynx, hunting musk oxen, defeating fierce tigers, battling brown bears, slaying the human race, etc., by now it should have grown into an unimaginable level of fearsomeness!

But whether the purple lynx believed it or not, this Arctic tundra would no longer retain any trace or scent of its brother.

During the horrific blizzard that lasted over a month, all traces and scents of its brother were buried under the ice and snow.

....

Its wings expanded in an instant to nearly a hundred meters, sweeping across and generating a relentless gale that destroyed countless skyscrapers.

That day, no one knew how many met their demise under the Godspeed Golden Eagle's slaughter, until the capital city became ruins and blood flowed like rivers.

The highest ruler who shredded the documents saw his entire family stake-burned by the Godspeed Golden Eagle spewing flames, roasted alive beneath the giant cross in the capital's square.

The highest ruler himself was torn apart and smashed to death on the cross.

From that moment, the small country was nearly annihilated.

It was also from that day on that all major forces realized that the ultimatum from the Sanctuary was no joke.

Even from that day onwards, the major forces, through various means of surveillance, discovered not only the sighting of Godspeed Golden Eagles near the Sanctuary but also shadows of one powerful exotic beast after another.

This scene shocked all the upper echelons.

People couldn't imagine what kind of force existed within the Sanctuary, that could compel these exotic beasts to bow their heads?

Especially that Godspeed Golden Eagle!

An independent entity, with no pack or kin, relying solely on its own strength to rank third on the exotic beast danger index—enough to prove its unrivaled power.

On the basis of individual strength alone, the Godspeed Golden Eagle could rival the Mysterious Sea Monster and the Bloodthirsty Python!

Therefore, under such a mighty threat, all major forces convened an urgent meeting to discuss their next course of action.

The two giant Ice Mountain Lotuses and the many exotic flowers and rare herbs guarding the ice crystal statue suddenly emitted an extremely bright white light!

This white light enveloped the Ice Mountain Lotuses and the multitude of exotic flowers and herbs, which under the glow of fluorescence, seemed to be catalyzed, experiencing an extremely rapid growth.